Even a goblin can’t live without eating. Right now we’re a group of ten-something goblins. The ones who can fight go out to hunt, and the ones who are bad at it go out to gather whatever’s edible.
Goblins are basically omnivores, so when there’s nothing else they’ll eat even weeds, and they’ll even eat fellow goblins. But even for a goblin, other goblins taste bad, so eating your own kind is a last resort.
”We’re going hunting. You come too,” the hobgoblin2 ordered.
”Got it.”
When the hobgoblin gave the order, a few goblins gathered up, and I got called on too, so I went along with them. Well, it’s the same as always.
”You stay in the back. Don’t fight.”
”I know.”
A six-goblin party got put together. Another goblin was placed at the very back to watch behind us, and I walked in front of that last guy; they really take care of me.
I left things to the others and stayed in the middle. With the hobgoblin at the front, we explored while looking for prey.
”There’s a boar4.”
”Ooh!”
When the hobgoblin spotted the boar, the goblins got into fighting stance.
”Let’s go!”
Together with the hobgoblin’s order, they charged at the boar.
I stood by in a safe spot, holding a rock just in case, and watched.
When the boar noticed the goblins, it charged straight at the hobgoblin running in front.
The hobgoblin met the charge with a heavy axe.
A boar almost 2 meters long came charging in, and the hobgoblin took it head-on with his axe like a tank. It really made you think, yeah, that’s the leader. He was strong.
”Get it!”
”Ugaa!”
The boar got stopped in its tracks, and the other goblins attacked however they wanted.
Rocks, clubs, rusty daggers-all of it did damage to the boar. While it flinched, the hobgoblin’s axe came down again, and the boar got beaten to a pulp and died just like that.
This time we managed to kill it pretty easily, and not many of us got hurt.
”Heal1, heal.”
”Nice.”
I cast Heal on the hobgoblin and the other goblins who had small wounds, and they praised me. This is my role, though my real worth shows when people are hurt way worse.
”We’re heading back.”
After a successful hunt, the goblins carried the boar back to the cave.
After that, other goblins and the female goblins would process it, and it’d become our food.
The hobgoblin took one female goblin and headed to a space deep in the cave that was just for hobgoblins.
After a hunt, goblins are worked up, and the usual flow was that they’d just screw and let it out on instinct.
The hobgoblin would probably breed for a while too, driven by excitement and lust.
”I guess I’ll do it too.”
I didn’t even fight, but there was this flow where if I didn’t have sex, the other goblins couldn’t either.
The hobgoblin and I would have sex with the female goblins, and then the rest would share and have sex and breed3.
On the flip side, if you don’t have enough sex, sometimes the hobgoblin or the other goblins get mad at you.
”I’m doing it.”
”Okay.”
I took one female goblin and moved off to the side. After that, I just put it in on instinct, moved my hips, and kept coming inside while feeling good.
Goblins actually finish pretty fast, and they do it a lot of times, so I came inside over and over and just kept moving my hips.
Different from when I was human-being able to keep moving my hips and feel good even after coming might be the difference between humans and goblins.
A lot of s*men comes out too, over and over, so it’s a mystery where it’s even made.
By the way, I’m apparently a quick shot even among goblins, which I know from my memories so far.
Both the other goblins and the female goblins say I’m fast, and I’m aware of it too.
Maybe it’s because I’m a goblin healer, or maybe I just have high sensitivity.
While thinking about pointless stuff like that, I had plenty of sex with the female goblin, killed the rest of the time, and whenever I got even a little horny again, I’d have sex again.
That was my normal life as a goblin.
Trivia:
1. The group’s hunt formation is deliberate: hobgoblin vanguard tanking with his axe, a rear-guard watcher at the back, and the healer strictly second-from-last—protected by design, never by chance.
2. Goblin breeding has an ordering rule: the hobgoblin breeds first in his exclusive deep-cave space, then the healer; only after both finish can the other goblins take their turns—sex is a rank-gated queue.
3. Post-hunt sex is a fixed ritual: the adrenaline of the kill flows directly into instinctive breeding, so a successful hunt reliably triggers the breeding sequence that same day.
4. The narrator notes a physiological difference from his human life: goblins can keep thrusting through ejaculation and repeat many times per session with copious semen—suggesting goblin sexual biology differs fundamentally from humans’.
5. Cannibalism exists but is taste-driven last resort: goblins will eat each other only when nothing else is available, because fellow goblins taste bad even to goblins.
Translation Notes:
1 ↩ The narrator’s healing spell; his post-hunt healing of the party’s minor wounds is his stated “role,” with his true value reserved for severe injuries.
2 ↩ The axe-wielding leader who tanks boar charges head-on; holds exclusive deep-cave breeding space and first breeding priority.
3 ↩ The group’s rank-ordered sex rule: hobgoblin first, healer second, then the remaining goblins share; insufficient participation draws the leader’s anger.
4 ↩ The ~2-meter prey animal; hunted with a coordinated charge (axe stop + swarm attack), then carried back to the cave for processing.